A few years ago, I read a rather uncanny title, Stephen King's short story: I Am the Doorway. The hypnotic atmosphere of sci‑fi horror about an astronaut infected with an alien virus was so captivating that I immediately felt the urge to adapt it into a film.
It was a crazy idea. I had no money, contacts or experience, but I started anyway. I wanted to make my dream come true. So, I wrote to Stephen King asking for his permission to shoot the story as a short film and he said yes. I was beside myself with joy.
But, there is a catch; the film can't earn a single cent.